...there's no place like home! I still can't believe it, but I'm sitting here at MY computer, in MY den, in MY house, and MY husband is out trick-or-treating with the kids. All of them! I'm beyond tired, and have picked up a stomach bug that made the trip home oh-so-much-fun. Melanie did a lot better on the Frankfurt-Charlotte leg than the Almaty-Frankfurt one. On A-F (which left at 4 a.m.) she kept waking up every ten minutes and crying. Probably because we were squeezed into the middle row and the *expletive deleted* in the seat in front of us had it jacked all the way back. We literaly had about four inches clearance. A little boy behind my mom kept kicking her seat and talking very loudly in Russian. It was miserable. Luckily we had two bulkhead seats on the F-C route, and Melanie slept on a pallet on the floor. She really slept hard for about three hours , then wanted to play! Mom and I were of course semi-zombies by this time, so we took turns playing with her while the other napped for a while. We finally gave her about 1/2 a teaspoon of benadryl, because I just couldn't keep my eyes open. She slept the last 2 hours of the flight ...
One of our bags didn't make it ... there's so much else to write, but chaos reigns in our house, so I need to go put out some fires (figuratively of course!)
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